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I’m ramblin’, but listen—*Stories We Tell* got me thinkin’. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley says. These girls, they got tales too, probly wilder than mine. Maybe one’s got a kid, maybe she’s runnin’ from somethin’. Makes me kinda sad, y’know? But then—bam!—this one time, I find this chick, real firecracker. She’s laughin’, smokin’, got attitude. Happy as hell to meet her—Tony likes a girl with balls! Paid her double just for the vibe.

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I love how the mundane hides these epic tales. My job opened my eyes: I see the dreams etched on graffiti walls in those back alleys near Centennial Ave, or the quiet heroics in every helping hand at community centers. Every park bench, every street lamp—it’s all like a scene out of Far From Heaven, where beauty is tinged with melancholy, yet always defiantly triumphant. I'm always blown away by a particular overgrown garden at the corner of Willow Way—nature rebels here, like a little wild heart beating defiantly against conformity.

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